Never
since that fateful day years ago
Have I
seen my image… my reflection…
I have
heard it said that the dark creatures
Have no
reflection as they have no soul.
How is
that so!? They do not understand
That we
have souls even in the darkness.
My heart
can still beat after all these years,
Whether
due to my deep, unspoken fears,
Whether in
remorse for all I have done,
Or whether
in the feelings of concern…
Concern
for my brethren, or for Sarah.
When will
they come to understand the truth?
When will
they learn that a soul is a soul,
Even if it
is hidden in shadows?
